We shall not pass this way again <br />Spoke the old man to his friend <br />For many lives, we have known <br />And many children, we've seen grown. <br />As you walk a path but one time <br />And though it seems the same <br />Every road has a different meaning <br />And every teardrop, a different pain. <br />We have sinned and saw sin <br />We have hated and we we had friends <br />But now we shall all be judged, <br />For when we hated, should we have loved. <br />Should we had fought, when we fled <br />Should we had watched when we had sinned <br />Should we had cried when we bleed, <br />I don't know, for we shall not come again. <br />When we go through life, this one time <br />We should do the best that we could <br />Live a life, and be its pride, <br />And be ready for judgement, when we die. <br />You pass this way but one time <br />You live a life but one time <br />You can help a soul but one time, <br />And one time, is all that is asked. <br />So when you pass this way again <br />Never be in a hurry when you walk by <br />Be you a woman or be you a man, <br />It never ever hurts, to only but try. <br /> <br />Randy L. McClave<br /><br />Randy McClave<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pass-this-way/
